Chapter 22 Respect me as heaven, kneel me as God!

"How is this possible? Doesn't you have to comprehend the Nine Dao Sword Qi to get the Chenying Sword? Could it be that in these seven short days, Yang Yi has done it? This, this is also a pervert, right?"

"Legend has it that there is a kind of genius, who is mediocre on weekdays, and once he has an epiphany, it is like a hidden dragon who encounters the wind and clouds, and he is proud of the nine heavens, is Yang Yi like this?"

"This Chenying Sword has been hidden in the Sword Pavilion for thousands of years, and it has never been pulled out, Yang Yi pulled it out the first time he entered the Sword Pavilion, how can he be virtuous?"

With Liu Changfeng's affirmation, all the disciples no longer doubted, but the subconscious still couldn't accept this truth, and kept muttering.

"Ding, the host pulls out the Morning Ying Sword, causing endless horror, and the strength value is +20!"

"Ding, some people already suspect that the host has great magical powers, and it is the reincarnation of an immortal, and the strength value is +35!"

The system's prompts come and go.

"This kid turned out to be ......"

Zhang Lanqing spoke incoherently excitedly.

With the appearance of the door master's edict, she was already in despair, how could she have expected that Yang Yi would pull out the Chenying Sword and reverse the situation?

If it weren't for the hard facts in front of her, she would even think she was dreaming.

"Seeing the sword is like seeing the ancestor, don't you kneel down?"

Yang Yi looked around and shouted coldly.

Thousands of disciples looked at each other, and immediately knelt on the ground in fear.

"Roger, Chen De, Lin Liang, Lei Zhixing, what are you still doing in a daze?

Yang Yi's cold eyes swept over a group of old miscellaneous hairs.

Roger, Chen De, Lin Liang, and Lei Zhixing's faces were ugly and almost dripping blood, and they all looked sideways at Luo Daojun.

"Master Zu is majestic and undisgraced, you kneel down for the time being. ”

Luo Daojun's face turned pale.

He is the peak master, and there is no need to kneel when he sees the door master, but what makes him unacceptable is that several subordinates who have been carefully recruited and cultivated, including his son, have to kneel Yang Yi, a young man who has not dried up.

It's a great shame.

Hearing this, Roger, Chen De, Lin Liang, and Lei Zhixing gritted their teeth, and finally knelt on the ground with great grievances.

"Yang Yi, there are at least tens of thousands of chaotic sword intents in this Sword Pavilion, even if an ordinary person exhausts his entire life, it is impossible for him to pull out the Chenying Sword, why can you do it?"

Because she couldn't accept the cruel scene in front of her, Chen Miaoxin's face was so frightened that her delicate body trembled.

"What you think is impossible is sparse and ordinary in my eyes, and this is the gap between you and me. ”

Glancing at the unkempt Chen Miaoxin, Yang Yi said indifferently.

"Ah...... I understand, Leng Ling'er was able to defeat Ben ......"

As if thinking of something, Chen Miaoxin roared hysterically, but the next moment, Yang Yi's wrist flicked, and the Chenying Sword brought up a blue sword shadow and swept towards Chen Miaoxin's throat.

"You know too much. ”

The indifferent words fell, and Chen Miaoxin's screams stopped abruptly.

I saw a blood line appear on her neck, and the hot blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Why, why is this, this heaven and earth, such an existence like you born? Daddy, Daddy, he, he's the devil, you, go quickly, ......"

Spit out these words intermittently, and Chen Miaoxin lost her last vitality.

"Daughter, Yang Yi, give the old man a life!"

A pair of children lost their lives in a row, and there was no hope of competing for the peak master, this continuous setback made Chen De completely lose his last reason, and rushed towards Yang Yi like crazy.

His cultivation reached a section of the Martial Spirit Realm, and he rushed wildly along the way, setting off two waves of qi, and directly in front of him, many disciples who had not had time to evacuate volleyed into the air, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Chen De, it's you who is looking for death. ”

Liu Changfeng's face was cold, he strode out, and raised his hand to grab the other party.

"Liu Changfeng, this grievance of Chen Yingfeng will be solved by Chen Yingfeng's own people, you and I are both outsiders, why bother wading into troubled waters, it is better to reminisce about the past. ”

Luo Daojun's figure flashed and blocked in front of Liu Changfeng.

With his eyesight, it can naturally be seen that Chen De, Lin Liang, and Lei Zhixing have completely lost their minds because of the pain of losing their son, and they plan to burn Zhang Lanqing, Yang Yi, and Leng Ling'er.

And he is the lord of a peak, with a high and powerful position, and he helps a little bit, blocking Liu Changfeng from galloping, which is also a painless and itchless trivial matter.

As long as Chen De, Lin Liang, and Lei Zhixing killed Zhang Lanqing's mother and daughter, the high-level leaders of the sect were furious and wanted to investigate the murderer, and they also held Chen De and several people responsible.

At that time, Chen Yingfeng lost the person in charge, and Luo Daojun could take advantage of the situation again, which was simply a double win.

"Die, little. ”

At the same time, Chen De's figure was close to Yang Yi.

"Aunt Qing, this old dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and I will leave it to you to deal with. ”

Yang Yi didn't even blink his eyelids.

A few days ago, through Leng Ling'er's words, Yang Yi knew that Zhang Lanqing's cultivation was higher than Leng Wuji's, and now that Zhang Lanqing's cold disease had been cured, was it more than enough to take care of a few ants?

"Xiaoyi, you have helped Aunt Qing a lot, and Aunt Qing will handle the rest. ”

Zhang Lanqing quietly came to Yang Yi, her beautiful face was cold, and she said coldly: "Chen De, since you choose a moth to fight the fire, then Mrs. Ben will fulfill you!"

Like a phoenix, the domineering voice rolled down.

Zhang Lanqing raised a finger, the cold mist on his fingertips surged, and he immediately flicked his fingers.

Sou!

An icy ray shot out from her fingertips, instantly submerging into Chen De's eyebrows.

Click!

Chen De, who was rushing wildly, suddenly slammed at his feet, maintained an attacking posture, and his body immediately condensed a thick layer of ice.

From a distance, it looks like a lifelike ice sculpture.

"This, this ......"

All the disciples present immediately gasped.

In my memory, Zhang Lanqing and his wife have been in charge of Chen Yingfeng for more than ten years, and they really haven't seen Zhang Lanqing make a move, thinking that they are ordinary women.

Only then did he realize that the other party's cultivation was extremely terrifying, at least above the seventh stage of the Martial Spirit Realm, and it was not inferior to Luo Daojun and Liu Changfeng.

"Zhang Lanqing, didn't you fall into the cold poison and your cultivation plummeted?"

Chen De, who was trapped in the ice, was stunned in his eyes.

"It's been cured a long time ago, and the reason why I didn't announce it to the public is to see how far you will go, and go down to the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring to confess to Wuji, you white-eyed wolf who eats inside and out. ”

Zhang Lanqing's eyes were cold, and Hao's wrist swayed again and again.

Silver threads wrapped around the ice sculpture layer by layer, and then tightened, forcing the ice sculpture to explode into seven or eight pieces.

And Chen De's body is also scattered, and the dead can't die anymore.

"Deputy Peak Master Chen De is dead?

"Grunt, I didn't expect that Mrs. would look so kind-hearted and weak on weekdays, and her methods would be so ruthless. ”

staring at Chen De, who was dead and dead, the thousands of disciples on the scene turned pale and kept swallowing saliva.